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I NEED A BOYFRIEND. i feel so alone... and i need one that will hold me when i need to be held, and who will know when to back down.

Many of you see me everyday, but that is not the real me. On the outside, i am perfectly fine and happy. On the inside, i am dying, Literally. i bottle up my emotions until i cannot any longer, and i explode...... which always ends up with me crying over my dog. It is very sad stuff, and i dont know why it is. Just yesterday, i found myself bawling, and sitting in front of my shrine, reading poems to no one. No matter what any of you think or see on the outside, i am a completely different person on the inside.

I think i cry over my dog because of the fact i never saw her dead. LIke with my cat, i saw her in her coffin, and we put her in the ground. im not sad over that anymore.. she is sleeping. but my dog, She went away one day in the car, and 3 weeks later a little white box came back, with her name on it, and i was supposed to believe that my dog was in this box. Its like she went on vacation to get better, and i cannot see her ever again. So this box in my room could be any creatures ashes..... i will never know if that is really my dog, or if they really put her to sleep.... all i know is that my mom took her away, and i will always hate her for it. I miss my dog.

Shelly

My baby dog shelly was put to sleep on August 9, 2001, at 2:43 pm. Even though she was my dog, my baby, my best friend, my mother wouldnt let me go into the vet with her. I wanted to hold her in my arms so her last glimpse of anyone or anything would be me. She just wouldnt let me come. So the last i saw of my baby was her looking out the car window at me with sad, hurting eyes. The most painful thing i have ever been through.

Well, all; that is 5 aminals this summer. Obie, my 20 year old cat, Shadow my 7 year old rabbit, and Shelly, MY (as in yes, she was mine) was 11, Dusty, my 6 year old rabbit, and Ed, my 6 month old rabbit (some bastard came to my house and let them out of the cages, and my cat ate him). Boy has this been a W-O-N-D-E-R-F-U-L year for me.